There Are No Amateurs In The World

I Think Fiction Recues History From Its Confusions.

He Speaks In Your Voice, American, And There's A Shine In His Eye That's Halfway Hopeful.

Sometimes I See Something So Moving I Know I’m Not Supposed To Linger. See It And Leave. If You Stay Too Long, You Wear Out The Wordless Shock. Love It And Trust It And Leave.

The World Is Shrinking Into A Kind Of Technological Funnel. I Think People Are Drawn Into Their Technological Devices, And This Becomes A Kind Of Subjective Universe, Into Which Much Of The Rest Of The World Simply Does Not Enter.

...because What's The Meaning Of Doing Dishes If You're Not Driven By Something Beyond Necessity.